THE LEGEND
There are many aspects of the moon. There is light that shines through all of the darkness. There are also the shadows that are everywhere. Each of these aspects had a goddess; Selene was the goddess of the light of the moon, and Hectate who is the dark and shadows. But I do not wish to tell a tale of them I wish to tell you of the balance and she who was neither and both. This woman, more a girl really, went on a journey of the soul and within her she found something that not even the fates could comprehend. She could be infinitely kind or cruel. She could be forbidding or welcoming. She could be peace or battle. This is her story, but of course it did not always begin like this no. This tale began with that of a goddess.
Many years ago in the time of the beginning when humans walked the earth, a coven of sorceress' came together every full moon to give there thanks to their mother Selene. This goddess that they believe their magic came from. They all had very different talents, some were able to heal, while others could create, and yet others who could use their magic in battle. There were only twelve woman at this time that could do use these powers and yet they were honored and respected for being the chosen of mother moon.
But they ignored Hectate and she grew angered. She looked to her familiars; she unlike her sister did not have cats as familiars but wolves. This goddess was not evil as the people believed, and she knew that they feared her. So instead of killing them she gave them a curse, they are the cursed. She sent down her wolves and they bit only six of the twelve.
The other six were managed to escape and so they hated Hectate for what she had done to their sisters. So because of their hatred on the next dark moon she once again told her pets to bite the girls but this time what they got was not the curse of their sisters but they became the damned. They were to only be able to live on the blood of their peoples that they had once so diligently protected.
The cursed ran through the night killing the very humans that they had healed, had protected and fought with. The damned tried to control their urges to feed but they only caused whole towns to be demolished. And so this continued both in misery and as they learned they found that they could make more of themselves so that they would not grow lonely.
And so the legend that started a chain of events that would change, fate, destiny, and the world.
There are many aspects of the moon. There is light that shines through all of the darkness. There are also the shadows that are everywhere. Each of these aspects had a goddess; Selene was the goddess of the light of the moon, and Hectate who is the dark and shadows. But I do not wish to tell a tale of them I wish to tell you of the balance and she who was neither and both. This woman, more a girl really, went on a journey of the soul and within her she found something that not even the fates could comprehend. She could be infinitely kind or cruel. She could be forbidding or welcoming. She could be peace or battle. This is her story, but of course it did not always begin like this no. This tale began with that of a goddess.
Many years ago in the time of the beginning when humans walked the earth, a coven of sorceress' came together every full moon to give there thanks to their mother Selene. This goddess that they believe their magic came from. They all had very different talents, some were able to heal, while others could create, and yet others who could use their magic in battle. There were only twelve woman at this time that could do use these powers and yet they were honored and respected for being the chosen of mother moon.
But they ignored Hectate and she grew angered. She looked to her familiars; she unlike her sister did not have cats as familiars but wolves. This goddess was not evil as the people believed, and she knew that they feared her. So instead of killing them she gave them a curse, they are the cursed. She sent down her wolves and they bit only six of the twelve.
The other six were managed to escape and so they hated Hectate for what she had done to their sisters. So because of their hatred on the next dark moon she once again told her pets to bite the girls but this time what they got was not the curse of their sisters but they became the damned. They were to only be able to live on the blood of their peoples that they had once so diligently protected.
The cursed ran through the night killing the very humans that they had healed, had protected and fought with. The damned tried to control their urges to feed but they only caused whole towns to be demolished. And so this continued both in misery and as they learned they found that they could make more of themselves so that they would not grow lonely.
And so the legend that started a chain of events that would change, fate, destiny, and the world.